The drug is many things.
Sometimes it is home, for those longing to return to a place to a comfortable time and place.
For others, it is the elixir of love, seducing its subjects to its warm, enveloping touch.
And yet, for others like me, it is the truth.
The chill at the end of every breath.
It is at these moments when we understand our fundamental truths.
The drug is whatever we need it to be at that moment,
but when it is the truth, the world finally begins to make sense.